CandyLand

Feb 6.2017

Last week of training. Boo yah
Monday-saw a super sketchy place called candyland and of course went
in. It was way less sketchy inside and we ended up buying some candy.

Tuesday-we went to go biking, but as we left the house we noticed my
COMPANION'S bike  had a flat tire...I feel like this happened last
week...well we had to drive. He had to go to the hospital for a weird
breakout on his skin and while there an old lady called us. We didn't
pick up but heard the message. It was blurry but we heard that she
wanted us to come over. We tried calling her but she didn't pick up
but we felt impressed to go. If we'd been riding bikes we couldn'tve
gone because it was too far, but since his tire popped we were
driving. We parked in the parking lot behind her house which is also a
parking lot to a hmong store and while saying the prayer before going
in we prayed to find new people to teach and heard a knock on our
window. A hmong women came up asking if we were missionaries and if we
could pray for her. So we did, apparently she's having hard times. We
can't go over because her husband won't let her, but she wants to come
to church as soon as possible. Also I snagged a guitar from someone's
trash can...it's pretty nice I don't know why they threw it
away...it's just missing a string. I don't know how to play but I've
figured out 5 or 6 songs by ear already

Wednesday-one of our investigators asked us to bless their son because
he was going into surgery to remove an extra piece of lung attached to
the bottom of one of his lungs. We had a very spiritual lesson with
them, and had our ward mission leader out with us which helped even
more because he can relate to them better

Thursday-i went on exchanges with the Karen speaking missionaries. I
got a name in their language which is pronounced eh htoo and means
golden love...thanks man...not quite sure what that means but I'll
take it. A less active named Bruce came out with us and fell asleep in
both lessons, but that's okay because he couldn't speak Karen and
neither can I so it was hard to stay focused at times.

Friday-met a Jewish hmong guy which is unheard of. He said basically
that it's critical that we know the truth because if we don't we are
living way under our privilege and are putting our happiness at risk.
We taught him using his Jewish version of the Bible. I opened it up
and read the first one I saw and it defined what a prophet is and said
we need one to guide us. That kind of set up the whole lesson.
Whenever we taught a point Wed open the book and find a scripture in
his book that taught the same thing.

Saturday-a ton happened but the coolest thing was finding a less
active who knows one of our investigators and she invited us to come
out with them to eat pho. Her son and daughter in law are members and
came with us. They asked us to keep coming back and teach their mom.

Sunday-we didn't have investigators at church so we just prayed for
help in the future. But to our amazement in walked a very less active
with his nonmember girlfriend and she wants to learn more. Later that
day we felt prompted to visit a certain house and so we did. The
father has cancer and the mother was a member 25 years ago in
California. He let us in and she was very annoyed we came. But halfway
through the lesson she said "my heart has been opened" and testified
to us that in the church she felt sure, and had strong faith, but
today she's scared for the future and doesn't feel as connected to
God. That was amazing lesson and I know that isn't the end of their
story yet.

1. candyland
2. Inside candyland
3.  My companions bike tire
4. Dad's birthday buddy...happy birthday to you both!
5. Hmong district at zone conference. The bald guy is new, his name is
elder Hutchinson
6. The family that took us out for pho
Again technical difficulties--stay tuned---